My Summer Masturbating Part 1

The end of school baseball season was in full swing. One afternoon the other players and I were sitting on tall piles of newspapers inside a shed at the local dump. We had just finished a newspaper drive to raise funds for our team and had stacked all our collection within the shed. Also in the shed were numerous magazines and other paper material. To the benefit of us boys there were plenty of Playboy and Penthouse magazines to look at.

There we were almost a dozen boys looking at naked women, probably for the first times in our lives. We were very happy with our treasures and shared each centerfold with each other by holding them up for all to see. I had experienced hard-on's before and knew they were somehow related to looking at or thinking about women, especially naked ones. Today it was obvious, we all were sporting little boners and they were pointing at the women in these magazines.

We couldn't help but talk about the funny feeling in our pants. One of the boys in our group had older brothers. He had the best answers. He told us that all boys get hard-on's. He told us that his brothers and their friends would show each other their penises when they were hard. He said they would all stand in a circle and show off by rubbing their dicks until they grew to full length. I knew what that was because mine was now bigger than I ever experienced. I secretly wondered if we would all show off our dicks but was too scared to even mention it. I did wonder if the other boys were just as hard.

Then the story got really weird. He said that when his brother s and their friends rub there dick long enough white stuff squirts out. I was amazed to hear that. 'Like pee?' we asked. 'No more like spit' he said. He went on to say that they played games like who could shot their 'cum' the farthest or the fastest. We were all mesmerized with this information. I knew that my little boner felt good pressing against my pants, I was imagining how it would feel being squeezed in my hand. Our parents showed up and disrupted our discussion.

I couldn't wait to get home. I couldn't wait to get alone. I couldn't get the image out of my mind. I could imagine everyone I know with their pants around their knees rubbing their penises.I wondered if girls play with themselves too. That thought was even better. I was imagining a circle of girls bottomless. I wondered what they would do. I really had very little knowledge of how their pussies worked. This was the beginning of my obsession with pussies.

The first chance I had to be alone was that evening. After dinner I helped clean up and then announced I was heading out to play and would be in before dark. We lived in the country and riding my bike in the woods was a normal activity. I rode a ways into the woods and found a secluded spot. I stripped my pants and sat naked on a log. My legs were spread and my dick was fully exposed. I was fascinated. I just started growing pubic hair. It was lighter in color than my dark brown hair on my head and it was very curly and thin. I fondled my extremely erect dick. During my learning session this morning I was taught to make a fist around my penis and move my hand up and down over the length of my dick. This felt wonderfully different. Almost like a tickle but stronger.

I was fully focused on how my dick looked in my hand and how my hand felt around my dick. The longer I played the more intense my tickly feeling felt. Soon I began to feel like I was going to pee, but stronger. Soon a little clear liquid began leaking out of the pee hole of my dick. Was this cum. It was clear not white and it didn't squirt. I kept rubbing and the clear liquid actually made my stroking feel even better.

The feeling intensified. I could feel my heels dig into the ground and my butt cheeks were squeezing the log between my legs. I rubbed faster and faster. My arm was starting to ache but I couldn't stop. I began to feel like I was going to pee straight in the air. I was stroking as fast as I could to make whatever was going to shoot out to hurry up and come out. I shuddered and felt a strong sensation all over the head of my dick. It was so strong that I could no longer touch the head. A little more clear stuff came out but it didn't shoot. I felt disappointed.

The feeling was amazing but I couldn't do this in front of my friends. I would never win a squirting contest and what came out looked more like drops of pee than white spit. I wondered what went wrong and I couldn't help thinking how good it felt. I wasn't done learning this new trick yet. I just needed more practice. It was getting dark so I headed back home.